On the day Akivili fell, the whole universe was in despair for losing its anchor point.
Only I, at the edge of the rooftop, heard His last echo.
They say that being able to hear the joys and sorrows of all things is a disease and a curse that makes people unable to hold their heads up.
Until that night, I took a half step back and became the only "god" in the universe who can connect everyone.
The star train is still moving forward in the endless sea of stars, but this time, it is no longer alone.
Because I will hear everyone who steps on the train, and their unspoken tiredness and longing.
And... The girl who was sleeping inside the door that I locked.
A whiff of AI